Favoritism Never Asks If It's Worth the Cost

The most expensive gift Jacob ever gave me was a three-hundred-dollar fountain pen. Before he bought it, he checked prices at seven different stores and compared more than twenty reviews. Then he told me, "In this price range, this pen has the best writing experience." I took it with a smile. After that, every year for my birthday, he gave me refills for the same brand. He said it was the most practical thing.